Because I certainly am. I will always buy one more cool/funny/huge/vintage/colorful mug even if I don’t have room to store it at home anymore. This of course happens to Mr. N’s desperation. I actually think he is trying to find ways to “misplace” some of them.
I never drink tea from a coffee mug and I never drink coffee on working days from a weekend coffee mug. “Why?” you ask… Oh well! One of the reasons could be that I have just enough mugs in order to be able to do that. And the other, the most important one actually, is that each mug is for a certain state of mind and heart. Oh and season of course! They are not to be messed up or I get confused…and not know how to feel…
Full of morning energy?
Is it time for the afternoon coffee already?
Let the weekend relaxation begin?
We wouldn’t want me to start singing “Let it snow” in the middle of July just because the Starbucks Christmas Mug was the first one in the cupboard, now would we?
Either way…in those mornings when Mr. N is really sleepy and he pours the coffee in the wrong mug it doesn’t quite taste the same to me. But I’m planning a new cupboard orientation session soon to fix that. 🙂